I hate it when it's nearly 7 at night and I feel like I haven't accomplished anything all day. I did get out to the store to pick up a few things (notably frozen potato latkes, as I am far too lazy to grate potatoes myself and, besides, they were completely out of potatoes). They were also, annoying, still playing Christmas music. On the plus side, I also succumbed to curiousity and bought a bar of Hache chocolate with strawberries and pepper. This isn't as weird a concept as it sounds, since a dash of pepper can actually enhance the flavor of strawberries. (So can a bit of balsamic vinegar, by the way.) I tasted a little and I'm not sure yet whether or not I like it.
I also did a bunch of household paperwork, like balancing my checkbook and filing away some financial statements and so on. I still have a couple of bills to pay and lots of begging letters to sort through, though. I also need to call my bank and tell them I want to keep getting my actual paper checks back, instead of the 8 to a page images that they send by default. They may print them in numerical order, but the images end up out of sequence because some earlier numbers clear the next month. So you can't keep them in order as easily. I also dearly wish there was some way to keep the utility companies from converting checks to electronic payments, which is just plain annoying. Yes, I am old. I like paper.
I also have some letters (real physical letters, not email!) to answer. And more stuff to file. I suppose that if I could just learn to like disorder, life would be ever so much simpler.
Copyright 2005 Miriam H. Nadel